Monday: Ode to Scoop
May 30 2005 02:54 AM | Australia
There is sad news from home. Scoop, my male parakeet,
has died. He was fifteen years old, which made him
really grumpy. I bought him at Woolworth’s in Ithaca,
New York, way back in 1993. Since then, he had
journeyed with me to several new residences. He saw a
lot of the country from his cage in the backseat of
my car. This included a trip to Reno and back home
three years later.
It is kind of ironic I am visiting the land where his ancestors come from. The budgie is native to the Australian outback. Here in the tropical section, lorikeets are wild. I’ve shared my toast with them on several sunny mornings out on the deck.
I’m sure Scoop would have approved. He liked toast.
It is kind of ironic I am visiting the land where his ancestors come from. The budgie is native to the Australian outback. Here in the tropical section, lorikeets are wild. I’ve shared my toast with them on several sunny mornings out on the deck.
I’m sure Scoop would have approved. He liked toast.